𝐁𝐚𝐝 𝐁𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 | 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞 | ✓

Chapter 21

𝘉𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘔𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯...

Late at night, Syahla was prowling through the halls of the mansion. All the lights were off, the milky moonlight was the only thing that shone through the windows to brighten the hallways. She wore a blue robe and matching nightdress with flip-flops, she also had her phone and earpods plugged in. As she continued to make her way around with Lady Gaga songs booming in her head she passed by Meira's room and stopped, it was quiet except for her listening music.

‘I wonder if she's sleeping,’ Syahla thought. Her daughter usually goes to bed pretty early, but she still went and knocked on the door. After receiving no response she shrugged. ‘She's sleeping,’ she walked onward.

She went down the stairs and was on her way to the kitchen when she heard shuffling. Syahla froze in her tracks and turned the music off. She put a hand behind her ear and listened closely, it sounded like glass plates being moved about. She sighed in relief, Syahla was already planning to get her shotgun to sh**t an intruder. The maids are obviously washing the dishes and putting them in the cupboards. She started the music again and walked all the way into the kitchen.

It was dark in there, and someone was definitely in the kitchen. “I thought all the maids were asleep in their quarters,” she yawned, removing her earphones to throw over her shoulders.

She noticed the person stopped doing whatever they were doing immediately.

“Serve me a glass of warm milk and strawberry muffins,” she placed her hand on the frigid wall next to her and searched up and down until her hand touched something. She flipped the light switch on while rubbing her eyes, she looked up at what she thought would be the maid but her eyes widened.

In the kitchen was Venom holding boxes of cereal, multiple bags of Takis, Doritos and Pringles, and he had a bucket load of soft drinks. Neon was also there, he was at the sink making bowls of cereal–he was wearing yellow and white polka dot pajamas with a box of full cream milk in his hand and a box of Frosted Flakes in the other. The boys looked at each other, then at back at Syahla. They both knew they were caught red-handed.

“Well excuse the absolute f**k out of me,” Syahla was looking them up and down rapidly.

“Mrs. Hamilton, we can explain,” Neon said. “J-just hear us out.”

“Mrs. Hamilton is unavailable at the moment so therefore you will be put through to her slipper,” she kicked one leg up and the flip-flop flew off and landed into her hand. “So you two own this kitchen and all the food here now, huh? How did you get in here without anybody knowing?” she began chasing the boys around the island.

Neon ran with the box of cornflakes and milk while Venom put everything he previous had on the table except for a large Sour Cream Pringles container. “Mrs. Hamilton it's not what you think it is!” Neon tried explain but one slipper came slicing through the air at him, he ducked just in time with wides. “Hey now lady, what if that thing caught me? Do you know how many hours I spend on myself in order to have a face this handsome and you want to ruin it? Calm down.”

“I'll calm down after seeing you d**d,” she threw another one and he evaded it too. “What are you two doing in my house! Who let you in and gave you the permission to eat?” she started running around the black marble island again but they were faster than her. “How dare you boys steal from us!”

“Wait! Calm down! Ryat told us earlier that we could stay for a while!” Venom stopped running and put his hands before him. “Please don't k!ll us. We're too young and handsome to d**.”

Syahla stopped running with a slipper in her hand, her brows inching up. “Oh? Is that so?”

“You can k!ll him he's a waste of space anyway,” Neon leaned on a counter across the road and took a red apple from the fruit basket. He bit into the apple and chewed. “Damn, that's one good tasting apple.”